Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty Six

The man with a thin and long face curled up on the ground, his pale and wet face, his eye sockets were sunken, and his eyes were sinister and cold. He stared at the young man in front of him, as if he wanted to strangle him to death with his own eyes.

"let me guess,"

Wen Jianyan squatted down in front of him.

Facing the other party's resentful eyes, he seemed indifferent, even somewhat calm.

Over the thin lenses on the bridge of the nose, there is a misty smile in the light-colored eyes.

"On the first day of entering the dungeon, the people who were accosted downstairs in the dormitory were all 'enrolled' into the club."

The female student who didn't wear the armband of the student union but belonged to the instance NPC should be the so-called "club leader". All those who left their names with her will be "visited" that night.

And the "visitor" will not die, but will be marked in some way.

When registering for classes on the second day, other anchors are taking elective courses, and they will be guided to the scene of "recruiting new clubs".

And the marks on them are the admission tickets for "recruitment of new clubs".

Any anchor without an admission ticket, even if they come to the scene when recruiting new ones, they will not be able to proceed. If they try to force their way in, they will be directly wiped out by the copy and disappear in smoke, just like the anchor Wen Jianyan they witnessed before. Not even a trace of it was left.

"But I guess, the mark that can successfully let you enter the venue is a passport and a life-saving talisman."

He can act in the required class of "must sleep", and can also disappear in the dormitory building at night.

However, in the same way, from the first day, his complexion became worse day by day, and now, even if he is put into the monster pile, it is difficult to find any obvious difference. Wen Jianyan even needs to use the nightmare Only by using the contract mechanism can we be 100% sure that he is not a replaced ghost, but a living person who is as serious as a fake.

Not to mention, the face of the weasel he had seen once in the black water of the swimming pool.

Thinking about it now, the person who was marked with this kind of mark has already stepped into the coffin with half a foot, but it is definitely not impossible to escape.

"We need credits to leave the dungeon. Obviously, the rules and regulations of the club have nothing to do with our normal line. Otherwise, you wouldn't disappear in the required courses."

Wen Jianyan tossed and caught the badge in his hand.

"It should be what task to do."

The silvery flakes circled in the air and disappeared into the young white and slender palms.

"Let me be a little more bold and take a guess. A badge is a person's life, and you can pass the level if you save enough."

Wen Jian said.

He still had that calm and calm posture, with his pale face slightly lowered due to the low san value, looking down at the opponent's face that was defeated step by step following his own analysis.

Then, leaning forward slightly, he pulled the gag from the other's mouth.

"Right?"

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes and asked very gently.

"..." The weasel leaned on the ground, his eyes were still staring at the other party, still resentful, but at this moment, he had long lost the strength he had at the beginning, and instead showed a bit of fragility, as if being pierced by chopsticks paper tiger.

"Since you don't say anything, I will continue."

Wen Jianyan didn't mind either, just smiled slightly, and continued to talk peacefully.

"If you continue to follow this line of thought, I guess, the first time I entered the 'movie' in the dormitory, it should be your handwriting, right?"

At that time, Wen Jianyan thought that he entered the movie because he left his identity in the movie, so he passively returned to "Brave Richard" without writing a word on the paper, but The problem is, after him, Orange Tang and Su Cheng all got similar identities in the movie, but the same thing didn't happen to them.

More importantly, only Wen Jianyan brought everyone in the dormitory that time.

This is very unusual.

Needless to say, after the night was over, Weasel was the only one who disappeared.

"You found out that your situation is related to me."

After all, other community members have left their names downstairs in the dormitory, but Weasel has not. As long as he knows this, he will be able to guess who wrote it.

"So, you decided to take revenge."

"That's really interesting." Wen Jianyan bent his eyes as if he really thought of something interesting, "Are you trying to kill me, even taking your teammates and brothers with you, or are you just trying to complete the task?" , kill me by the way?"

His tone was still flat, but the words he said became more and more murderous. Several people in the swamp stood aside. At first they just listened in shock and quietly, but since Wen Jianyan talked about what happened that night, they It is obvious that he can no longer stay out of it like before.

The eyes staring at the weasel also changed from hesitation at the beginning to disbelief, and even gradually mixed with unconcealable coldness and anger.

That night was not too far away from now, and they remembered clearly how dangerous it was at that time, if Wen Jianyan hadn't been the leader at that time, they would have never survived from that floor, but unexpectedly, All of this was actually written by the brother I trusted and was most familiar with!

"...you **** shut up!"

The weasel made a sudden charge, and Wen Jianyan leaned back, avoiding it in surprise.

He still maintained that awkward posture, his gloomy eyes were already filled with red blood, hissed through his throat, "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have ended up in this field!——If it wasn't for you—"

Before he finished yelling, Wen Jianyan continued to gag him quickly.

[Integrity comes first] In the live broadcast room, the barrage is unusually quiet. On the contrary, the number of online viewers in the live broadcast room is fluctuating violently.

This shows that the viewers who originally only stayed in this live broadcast room to watch the live broadcast, rushed into the live broadcast room under the name of other anchors in the same dungeon, just to confirm their guesses.

As the latest rising star in the Nightmare live broadcast room, a celebrity anchor who has taken an unusual path and climbed at an unprecedented speed, Wen Jianyan's audience traffic in the live broadcast room has always been stable in the top three in the dungeon.

In such a large-scale live broadcast room, the abnormal flow of resident viewers even affected the live broadcast room with the lowest popularity of the dungeon and usually only a few hundred or thousands of resident viewers.

In just a few minutes, all the live broadcast rooms in the copy of [Yuying Comprehensive University] were disrupted.

Inside the live broadcast room was the same as outside the live broadcast room, everything was turbulent.

"Grass…"

"I went to the next door to adjust the live broadcast record, and the **** anchor actually guessed right."

"My back is cold, whether he is the audience or we are the audience, it's like going to live in someone else's studio!"

"Damn... is this the gold content of a record-breaking exploration speed?"

"I regret it. I apologize for saying that he was cowardly. What is it called cowardly? It's clearly a smart man's strategic strategy! Brother Wen, please accept me!"

Wen Jianyan patted his knees and stood up.

He turned his head to look at the other people beside him who had been silent from beginning to end, and said, "I think he may not be able to provide any particularly useful information for the time being."

"..."

There was a dead silence in the huge empty classroom, and the rest of the people were still looking at him, as if they had seen a ghost.

—You have already guessed the information, what else do you expect others to provide? !

"This person, do you mind leaving us?"

Wen Jianyan looked at the swamp and asked.

Swamp lowered his head and glanced at the weasel lying on the ground, with a rare indifference in his eyes, "Of course."

As anchors who have experienced multiple copies, they are not the Holy Mother, and they will not have any sympathy for those who have harmed them.

"Mmm! Noh!"

On the ground, the gagged weasel made a vague sound, his face was distorted, and it was impossible to see whether it was anger, fear, or hatred.

"Then...then what should we do next?"

Swamp hesitated for a moment, but spoke anyway.

When facing Wen Jianyan, he seemed a little nervous, and he was inexplicably a head shorter in momentum.

"Are you? Of course you are going to attend the ideological and moral class."

Wen Jianyan lowered his head and glanced at the time, "Also, have you finished all your homework? Wait for the ideological and moral class, but it is the final deadline for all homework to be handed in."

Marsh nodded.

He lowered his head, and finally took a deep look at Weasel—this former comrade-in-arms and brother, with a complicated expression, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but soon, he looked away and waved to others:

"Walk."

A group of people turned and left, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Soon, only Wen Jianyan, Orange Tang, and Weicheng were left in the empty classroom.

And, of course, there's the half-human, half-ghost weasel.

After his teammates left, the weasel stopped making any noise, as if he had recognized his fate of being abandoned, and lay motionless on the spot.

Tangerine Candy sat on the table bored, while Weicheng lowered his head to check his mobile phone. After seeing the updated exploration speed of the dungeon, he opened his eyes slightly: "...35%?"

Wen Jianyan: "Yes."

Acropolis gave a "tsk" sound and shook his head in surprise.

"sharp."

He really didn't expect that no matter how they explored before, they didn't have the slightest exploration speed, and they would be pushed forward under such unexpected circumstances, as if a door was suddenly opened in front of them, and there was a kind of sudden enlightenment a feeling of.

However, Wen Jianyan did not show much joy.

He lowered his head and stroked his fingers, showing a thoughtful expression.

No matter whether they went to any place or entered any movie before, the dungeon exploration speed had never been promoted so much. Of course, it was also increasing slowly and little by little, but such a big leap forward It's the first time for this copy.

In fact, Wen Jianyan had not encountered such a situation before.

And one of the most representative dungeons is [Xingwang Hotel].

When you only explore on one side of the dungeon, no matter how long you stay and how deep you penetrate, the exploration speed will not exceed the limit. Only when you find the core clue that can turn the dungeon upside down and touch the other side , the dungeon exploration speed will increase like a rocket.

If so...

Wen Jianyan pursed her lower lip to hide the look in her eyes.

I'm afraid it's the same as he guessed before.

The "bigness" of this dungeon is not limited to the breadth of the map plane, but the key lies in its "deepness". Like an onion, they need to be peeled deeply and layer by layer.

Whether it is the existence of "clubs", "student unions", or several areas that do not exist on the map, such as "lecture hall", "small supermarket", "office building", etc., they all clearly show him one point:

There are too many hidden areas in this dungeon, and if the prerequisites are not met, there is no possibility of contact.

And this is absolutely impossible to achieve by following the main mission.

Otherwise, the dungeon wouldn't have just increased its exploration speed after opening so many times.

Tangerine Candy on the side was not interested in copying or not copying.

She raised her chin and looked at the weasel: "What are you going to do with this guy?"

"Do you want me to help you?"

Tangerine Candy said, she tapped her cheeks with baby fat with her thin white fingers, and there was a strange cruelty in her innocent expression:

"I like dealing with traitors who are behind the scenes the most."

The weasel's pupils shrank.

Although he has now been alienated by the dungeon and turned into a man who is neither human nor ghost, but the human desire for survival and fear still exist, otherwise, he would not hesitate to attack his teammates.

"No! No!"

He struggled violently on the ground, making a vague sound in his throat, as if he wanted to say something.

"I still have something to ask him." Wen Jianyan lowered his head and glanced at him with some regret, "But, looking at this, I think it will be difficult for him to cooperate."

"No no no!!"

The weasel struggled harder.

"Really?" Wen Jianyan asked knowingly.

Weasel shook his head violently.

"Why are you asking these questions?" Tangerine Tang lightly jumped down from the table. She squatted down in front of the weasel and looked at him with a smile. Let me play, okay?"

As she spoke, she hooked her fingers around the collar of the other party.

The slender and immature arms carried terrifying strength, and with just a light tug, they pulled him up from the ground.

In her hands, an adult human being is as fragile as a doll.

There was a slight smile on the little girl's beautiful face, as if she was enjoying it.

"Tell me, can I take your arm off?"

Her eyes wandered over the other's body, like a butcher assessing the weight of the meat in his hands.

"Or legs?"

Suffocation and fear tightened the weasel's neck, his bloodshot eyeballs popped out, and he struggled hard, but he still couldn't resist the oppressive strength of the opponent, and his pale and wet face was distorted by the fear of death:

"No! No no no!"

Wen Jianyan admired it for a long time, and before Tangerine Candy was really ready to make a move, he finally stepped forward mercifully: "...It's alright, alright."

"…Um?"

Tangerine Candy casually uttered a syllable, but still didn't stop.

The little fingers pinched the opponent's arm, and under the palm, the opponent's muscles and bones made a "cackling" sound, as if they were about to be pulled down abruptly.

"I think he might be willing to cooperate now," Wen Jianyan looked at the weasel's face with a gentle and sincere expression, "isn't it?"

"No! No!"

Weasel nodded frantically.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"...Did the two of them really not go through rehearsal before?"

"Isn't this fit a bit too silky?!"

"Tsk." Tangerine Candy pouted with some dissatisfaction, and then let go of the weasel, "You're lucky."

She glanced in the direction of Acropolis, and Acropolis immediately understood and sent wet wipes.

Wen Jianyan squatted down in front of the weasel and took off the gag from his mouth.

"Cough! Cough cough!"

As soon as he took it off, the weasel immediately coughed violently, as if he wanted to vomit all his internal organs.

Wen Jianyan waited patiently.

He even asked Wei Cheng for a wet wipe, and after the weasel finished coughing, he leaned over and gently wiped the corners of his mouth for him: "Are you ready?"

The weasel stared at him, fear outweighing malice.

Behind Wen Jianyan, Tangerine Candy stared at her.

"..." Weasel swallowed and nodded.

"First of all, you can tell me first," Wen Jianyan said, "Is my guess right?"

Weasel's face twisted for a moment.

He gritted his teeth and nodded with difficulty: "...Yes."

Terribly accurate.

If he didn't know clearly that none of the people present was a member of the society, he would even think that someone got in and leaked the secret.

"In this case, you need to tell me some more valuable information, don't you?"

Wen Jianyan said calmly.

weasel:"…"

"Why don't we start with this?" Wen Jianyan took out the badge and showed it in front of the other party.

His intuition told him that there were more mysteries in this emblem.

"This... this is the club badge," Weasel's voice was hoarse, and he could no longer hear the original voice. "Every time we kill a person, we will add a badge, and with one more badge, we can control one more monster in the scene."

Wen Jianyan's eyes froze.

really.

No wonder every time you kill a monster, only one badge will drop out.

"After entering the scene, we can't use talents or any props. Even the ability to move will be restricted, just like a real monster. It is difficult to survive in front of the anchor who can use talents and props normally,"

In front of him, a man with a long and thin face spoke slowly. With his wet and cold eyes, he looked almost like a monster.

"However, as long as you can survive at the beginning and get one or two badges by chance, the next thing will be easy. With more badges, there will be more monsters you can control. Not only will you be relatively safe, but your efficiency will also increase. , if we can collect all five badges, we can redeem the qualification to leave the instance.”

As Wen Jianyan guessed, the anchor who entered the club was equivalent to choosing a completely different customs clearance route.

They need to accumulate credits, while club members need to accumulate badges.

After the scene appears, they will lurk in the group of monsters with the monsters controlled by their own badges, harvest the lives of the ignorant anchors, and the killed anchors will also become badges in their hands.

This also means that although Wen Jianyan said that they killed three monsters earlier and got three badges from their stomachs, none of these three monsters may be real members of the club, but just monsters they manipulated. .

"How many do you have now?"

Tangerine Candy suddenly asked.

"..." Weasel raised his eyes, looked at her with some fear, and then said in a low voice, "Three."

In other words, there were already four anchors who died at his hands.

"Then, the three badges we got are all yours?" Tangerine Candy asked with a sneer.

"No, no..." Weasel hastily denied, "Only, only two are mine!"

Wen Jianyan seemed lost in thought.

"time is limited,"

At this moment, Acropolis leaned forward and reminded in a low voice, "We should go."

Not only do they have homework to complete, but they also have to reunite with their teammates later and go to the lecture theater for the last required class.

Wen Jianyan raised her eyes and nodded, "Yes."

He knelt down again in front of the weasel, meeting his eyes.

"You, I answered all the questions you asked." Weasel straightened up quickly, looked at Wen Jianyan in front of him without blinking, with an eager expression, "I have cooperated—"

"really."

Wen Jianyan stretched out his hand.

However, before the weasel could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt that his mouth was blocked again.

"..."

Weasel was stunned.

"?"

Wen Jianyan stood up: "Leave him here."

Weasel: "No no no no!!"

He bounced wildly on the ground, staring at Wen Jianyan, as if in disbelief, every muscle in his body was expressing protest.

Wen Jianyan seemed to have thought of something, looked down at him, and said:

"Is there any props to cover the breath?"

He still had that gentle and non-aggressive appearance, his face was a little pale due to the lowered san value, his hair was flowing down, his voice was not high, and he looked like a well-handled male college student.

But what he said was the standard villain's lines:

"If you don't have any, buy ropes, handcuffs, chains and sedatives from the store, tie them up a few more times, gag his mouth, let him be quiet, and don't attract others."

Even the weasel lying on the ground couldn't help but froze, and subconsciously stopped struggling.

Wei Cheng smiled: "Okay."

Obviously, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

With a vicious captain like Orange Tang,

In less than ten minutes, the weasel was firmly tied to death, paralyzed, gagged, and hid in a corner of the classroom. Props were even placed around to prevent detection, to ensure that there was no one else except them can find him.

After doing all this, they left the classroom.

"What are you keeping him for?"

Tangerine Candy turned her head to look at the closed classroom door behind her, "Isn't it okay for me to deal with him?"

She tilted her head, looked at Wen Jianyan, and smiled: "You won't soften your heart, will you?"

"of course not."

Wen Jian said.

"I haven't squeezed out his information yet."

He glanced at Tangerine Candy and said, "Did you forget? He said that only two of the three badges belonged to him. That is to say, there was another member of the club who acted with him in the cafeteria."

It seems that within the association, a basic organization has already taken shape.

They act together, make plans, and kill together.

"We need more information, but we don't have time to ask."

They have more work to do next.

In addition to completing homework, you have to take ideological and moral classes. Bringing a black sheep in the team will do them harm rather than benefit.

Therefore, the best way is to control him, hide him, and come back to interrogate him after everything is over.

So, after making all preparations, they found an empty classroom again and walked in.

This time, their main purpose is to "get homework done".

I don't know if the news of the weasel's capture was learned by the members of the club. Afterwards, Wen Jianyan and his party did not encounter any similar obstacles in their activities in the cafeteria.

Tangerine Candy has force value, while Weicheng is a psychic medium, and Wen Jianyan figured out the "operation" mechanism a few days ago, so after removing the last interfering factor, their next step is almost smooth sailing , For the first time, I have the real feeling of a high-level anchor playing a low-level and difficult dungeon.

It didn't take long for the "homework" for the three of them to be completed.

"Finished?"

Wen Jianyan looked around, "Is there anything missing?"

"Yes." After checking it carefully, Wei Cheng nodded, and carefully packed the cold paper into the bag: "There is nothing missing."

"Then we'll—"

Before Wen Jian finished speaking, at this moment, the mobile phone in his pocket rang twice, interrupting him.

He paused, then reached into his pocket and took out his phone.

It's Su Cheng.

"They're out."

Wen Jianyan's eyes lit up and said.

Su Cheng, Yun Bilan and Tian Ye followed Scarface and were in charge of the "Brave Richard". Now, they should have left the movie and saw the message sent to them by Acropolis.

It's really dozing off, and someone will give you a pillow.

Wen Jianyan sent the address very quickly, then put the phone back in his pocket:

"Go, it's time to make peace."

*

Su Cheng glanced at the message from Wen Jianyan, and a smile flickered across his lips.

He put away his phone and looked at Yun Bilan: "The captain's side is also over, and the lecture theater has been found, we can go together."

"..."

Yun Bilan stared at him without saying a word.

"What's wrong?" Su Cheng asked.

"What about him, don't you care?" Yun Bilan turned slightly to the side and moved away.

Behind her, the man with the scarred face was pale, curled up in the corner of the wall and trembling, his eyes were bloodshot, and he muttered: "...don't come here, don't come here, don't come here, please don't force me, please don't force me!" Don't force me..."

As he spoke, his eyeballs moved crazily below, but he didn't dare to lift his eyes.

"Let me go, let me go, let me go..."

"how?"

Su Cheng seemed a little puzzled.

"This is our handwriting." Yun Bilan looked at him without blinking.

"If you don't do this, how can we get the information we want?"

Su Cheng looked back at Yun Bilan, with a calm expression on his face.

"You agreed too, didn't you?"

Yun Bilan didn't answer directly.

"Okay, I won't ignore him completely," Su Cheng walked over, squatted down in front of Scarface, and pressed on his shoulder.

Scarface's body trembled suddenly, "No...don't...don't continue, please..."

"I won't force you anymore."

Su Cheng is very gentle.

He said, "I'll send you the location of the lecture theater later, remember to go, huh?"

"..."

The man with the scar face didn't speak.

He still lowered his eyes, trembling, not daring to raise his eyes.

It was as if the person in front of him was not a gentle-faced black-eyed man, but a more terrifying existence.

Su Cheng withdrew his hand and stood up.

He looked at Yun Bilan and said, "By the way, don't tell the captain about this."

"What?"

Yun Bilan stared at him, the scarlet thorns bared their teeth and claws on the cold white profile.

"As long as the goal can be achieved, sometimes, some drastic means are needed,"

Su Cheng approached.

He has dark, deep eyes.

"But you also know that the captain will stop us from doing this."

"He is very powerful, but his heart is very soft." Su Chengxiang sighed, helplessly, but also seemed to be full of love, "Maybe a little too soft."

"However, if we don't do this, we can't get close to the truth."

"Everyone else can sacrifice."

Su Cheng paused.

When he said this, he was seriously scary.

"But he can't."

Yun Bilan: "..."

Her face, which had always been cold and rigid, relaxed a little at this moment.

Su Cheng looked at Yun Bilan: "You think the same as I do, don't you?"

Yun Bilan looked back at him.

After a long time, she tugged at the corner of her mouth, revealing a not much smile but a fishy smile: "Of course."

"Then you should agree with my decision."

"Could it be that you still want to be unilaterally protected by him and keep you behind forever?" Su Cheng asked, "Don't you want to protect him?"

Yun Bilan glanced at the scarred face on the ground, then looked at Su Cheng: "So, what do you mean?"

"This line is our mission."

Su Cheng said.

"How we deal with it and in what way, the captain doesn't need to know."

After a long time, the dead silence was broken.

Yun Bilan said, "Okay."

After getting an affirmative answer, Su Cheng smiled: "I knew you would understand."

Immediately afterwards, as if thinking of something, Su Cheng finally put on a lively, eager and happy expression on his face, "Let's go, the captain is still outside, don't make him wait too long, you know that, He was always very easy to worry about."

Yun Bilan took one last look at the scarred face behind her, then retracted her gaze, and followed Su Cheng's pace.

"Where's the field?"

"He was left outside by you, don't you remember?"

The two walked away while talking.

…

The man with the scar face still kept his eyes downcast. After Su Cheng left, he raised his gaze a little bit carefully.

Not far away, only a few steps away, a small patch of land was wet.

A pair of upside-down shoes stood there.

The cold, dark water dripped from above, hitting the pool with a tick-tock.

Just take two steps back and stand in front of him.

Scar's face was pale, his teeth were trembling and clenched, and the flesh on his face was trembling. He could almost hear the clicking sound of his teeth hitting each other.

…

it comes.

it comes.

it comes.

*

Tangerine Tang and his group arrived at the place first.

With the passage of time, the sky has become cloudy and dark, giving people the illusion that it is difficult to breathe.

Wen Jianyan leaned against the wall, lowered her eyes, and waited.

Soon, Su Cheng and the others arrived.

Tian Ye vigorously waved to them, while Su Cheng and Yun Bilan walked a little behind.

Wen Jianyan raised her eyes: "Here?"

"Um!"

Facing Wen Jianyan's gaze, Su Cheng couldn't wait to step forward and smiled at his captain, "We have gained a lot this time—"

"Tsk."

Tangerine Candy was a little annoyed at his look of asking for credit, and pouted.

"Who's not that old?"

"Ahem." Seeing the smell of gunpowder increasing, Wen Jianyan hurriedly took a step forward, mediating between the two parties without a trace: "It's best if the harvest is big, but now is not the time to exchange information. The ideological and moral class will start in half an hour, we'd better hurry in and talk about it."

Su Cheng naturally had no objection, he nodded: "OK."

Tangerine Candy turned her head: "Humph."

A group of people turned around and walked towards the building.

Compared with the "Brave Richard" movie, the lecture theater here has become much old and dilapidated. The wall skin is peeling off, and the paintings hanging on the wall are also blurred, revealing a gloomy atmosphere. The breath, however, whether it is the location of the classroom or the toilet in the distance, is exactly the same as in memory.

Obviously, before the copy of [Yuying Comprehensive University] took shape, it was already a part of the campus.

With the previous experience in "Brave Richard", the group walked very smoothly.

Soon, they came to the ideological and moral classroom.

Outside the classroom, there were two pale students standing on one left and one on the right. Their faces were gloomy and cold, and they wore scarlet armbands on their arms, which made people feel intimidated.

On the windowsill beside them was a stack of papers.

A cold breath was released from it.

Seeing someone approaching, the members of the student union turned their heads, and their cold, emotionless eyes fell on them.

"!"

Wen Jianyan paused.

He recognized, one of the two...

It was one of the members of the student union he had met on the playground before.

The student looked over with a blank expression, his eyes fixed on Wen Jianyan's body, as if he wanted to peel him away bit by bit with his eyes.

Obviously, he did not have no memory of Wen Jianyan.

It's a pity that Wen Jianyan's face is much thicker than ordinary people's.

"Cough, um, hello senior," he greeted obediently, "Excuse me, is this the homework for the elective course of film appreciation?"

"..."

The "senior" looked at him fixedly, and replied in a cold tone: "Yes."

He pointed to the thin stack of papers beside him and said, "Put it here."

In this dungeon, NPCs are limited to the host. They can hide information and mislead the host, but they cannot lie.

Since they answered in this way, there can be no falsehood.

Next, several people stepped forward and put their homework in the pointed position

"Okay, thank you senior."

Wen Jianyan nodded with a smile and waved goodbye politely.

The eyes of the "senior" still did not move away, which made people feel uncomfortable. It was not until they walked into the lecture hall that Wen Jianyan finally felt the disappearance of that sight.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

The lecture hall is huge, no different from the one in the movie.

On the rows of chairs from top to bottom, many anchors sat in groups.

There were a lot of people, but even so, the entire auditorium was not filled... Obviously, the number of people has decreased a lot in the past few days.

The lecture hall was very quiet, the main reason being the two members of the student council standing behind the classroom.

They stood at the two ends of the classroom from left to right, their bloodless faces looked gloomy and pale, silently watching the students who came in, the armbands on their arms were bright red and dazzling.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Oops, another familiar one.

A group of people walked up, and quickly chose a seat that was not in the front, but not in the back—this position can basically have a panoramic view of the entire lecture hall, and can quickly respond to all possible dangers. React.

They sat down.

On Wen Jianyan's left sat Su Cheng, in front of him sat Orange Tang, only the right was empty.

Outside the classroom, anchors still came in one after another.

[Yuying Comprehensive University] Live Plaza:

"Unexpectedly, there are quite a few anchors who found the lecture theater this time, at least several times more than before!"

"Hey, it seems true to say that, the quality of this wave of anchors is good!"

"Don't talk about it, the quality of the anchor is not good, but there is a 25-year-old who just sold the information!"

"?"

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"Fuck, I still want to see some **** scenes, but I didn't expect...Damn it!"

There is less than half an hour left before class.

As soon as she sat down, Wen Jianyan felt something was wrong.

A strange cold feeling came from the place where his skin was in contact with. The stool and the table seemed to be soaked in the dark air, and the invisible coldness radiated to his body, making him shiver subconsciously.

"..."

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes, staring at her seat in surprise.

how so?

While he was contemplating, suddenly, a shadow came from the right side, as if someone was approaching.

Wen Jianyan subconsciously wanted to turn his head, but just turned a little, then froze.

Wait a moment.

On his left is Su Cheng, in front of him is Tangerine Candy, and on the right...it's obviously empty.

What is it?

Or-

Suddenly, the familiar feeling of dizziness roared over.

At that moment, Wen Jianyan was shocked.

...He seems to have not paid attention to his San value for a long time.

Once the San value decreases to a certain level, it will cause the subject to have a cognitive gap, that is, even if the San value decreases, he will not only be unable to perceive it, but even under the influence of the mechanism, he will lose the relevant concept It's like there is a blank area in my mind that I ignore subconsciously.

When was the last time you looked at the san value? By the way, after being attacked by a weasel, his already small san value dropped sharply. After that, too many things happened, and he stayed with his teammates all the time—of course, it may be that the San value mechanism took effect—he has never Pay attention to your own San value again, or in other words, be forced to forget it... In short, what is the number in the final impression?

around 40?

Indeed, too low.

Sweat dripped down Wen Jianyan's back.

No wonder he felt the cold as soon as he sat down.

With the san value so low, not only will he attract more monsters in the dungeon, but his attention and concentration will also decrease.

Even worse, there may be auditory hallucinations, hallucinations—

"how."

The cold breath brushed against the ears, like a lover's gentle whisper, but it made people tremble inexplicably.

"Do you not want to turn your head, or do you not want to see me?"